Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 988 The Little Blood Servant of the Blood Prince (129)

  Bai Weiwei nodded and watched him go out quickly.

   And immediately she said, "Quick, buy some oil or something and set yourself on fire."

   This time is a race against time.

  The system reminded, "Vampires are flammable. You hold a candle and light it, and it will burn instantly. No gasoline is needed at all."

  Bai Weiwei immediately rushed to the table and picked up the candlestick on the table.

   Grabbing hair, about to set fire.

   Hair is the most flammable.

   As a result, just as the firelight touched her hair, a pale and strong finger clasped the back of her hand tightly.

  The firelight on the candlestick almost burned my hair.

  But Bai Weiwei couldn't move.

  The Prince behind him said in a calm and cold voice, "Weiwei, what are you doing?"

  Bai Weiwei stiffened her neck and reluctantly turned her head.

   Sure enough, he saw Arthur's gloomy face, with distorted storms in his eyes.

  He said very hostilely, "Are you going to set yourself on fire?"

  Bai Weiwei: "Actually, I just think this candlestick is very beautiful, just pick it up and enjoy it."

  This excuse is still mentally retarded to willful.

  Arthur did not explode, but suppressed for a long time before slowly opening her fingers and taking away the candlestick in her hand.

   "This thing is more dangerous to you, don't touch it in the future."

  His voice softened, but his eyes were still terrifyingly dark.

   Then he sent servants in and took all the candlesticks away.

  Candlesticks are mostly used by blood clans to decorate castles.

  With electric lighting, it doesn't matter if you lose the candlestick.

   Then he closed the door tightly, and he personally guarded and fed her blood.

  His expression was terribly cold, and although his movements were gentle, they carried an undeniable coercion.

  Bai Weiwei felt that the degree of his blackening seemed to have deepened again.

  Arthur's tone was gentle, "I ordered to go down and order a larger coffin. If you are tired, you can sleep with me."

  Bai Weiwei resisted when she heard the coffin, "I'll just sleep on the bed."

   "Sometimes you have to sleep longer, the coffin is stronger."

   Arthur looked up at her, his voice soft and eerie.

   "I know that if you are forced to change your identity, you will not be able to accept it. I know it all."

  Bai Weiwei struggled hard, trying to make him look normal, "It's okay, I quite accept it."

   Arthur looked at her coldly, and then he couldn't help showing a mocking smile.

   "It is true that it was difficult for you to accept this identity at the beginning, so you were a little depressed, and you did such an irrational thing as self-immolation. You accepted it after we slept together for a few years."

  The coffin has special magic power.

  Forcing her to sleep for a few years, she will be gradually brainwashed to accept the identity of the blood race.

  In the past, some human beings could not accept the identity of blood race, and committed suicide due to depression.

  So Arthur was not surprised at all, Bai Weiwei made a move of self-immolation.

   After all, how much she hates the blood race, he knows it very well.

  He had been guarding against her for a long time, so he turned back quickly just as he walked out.

   Then I saw her indifferent expression, without even shaking her fingers, and planned to set herself on fire.

   Arthur sank emotionally, sank to hell.

  He took out the injection, which was the medicine he brought from the rebel army.

   The rebel army has an advantage in dealing with blood races for a long time, so they research a lot of drugs to deal with blood races.

   Anesthetics are used one at a time.

   Otherwise, this group of humans couldn't have survived for so long under the attack of the vampires.

   Once the peace treaty is negotiated, he will also get part of the rebel army's medicine.

  Bai Weiwei's face changed when she saw the injection in his hand.

  (end of this chapter)